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Sunday, January 26, 2025

A poem for the night sky

The glory and the wonder
And the wonder and the glory 
Of a dark sky shot with stars 
Of a dark sky shot with stars 

And the frigid air goes in
And your steaming breath comes out
And the cold air chills your skin
As you stare at burning suns 

In the cold and quiet night
When all is dark and all is bright 
Is that star a silent light?
Or does she roar, or sing, or fight?

If some creature made of firmer stuff than we
Lived on a star, they'd never see
Us, they'd never know we're here
Because for them it's never dark.

But perhaps around that distant raging sun
There spins a bit of dust, like earth 
And perhaps they wish upon our sun 
When she appears in the glory of their night sky.

And the emptiness of space 
Could be filled with hopes and wishes, back and forth
An enormous canyon of longing and glory
And wonder, and wonder and glory.

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